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After Shen Jinmo left the palace, he went to the government office first. By the time he finished today's official business, the sun was already high in the sky.

The man and his horse rode towards Prince Ming's mansion. When they entered the courtyard, they saw Xie Nanxing and Xia Yu, each holding a bowl of steaming ice milk skin, sitting on the veranda and eating with a spoon.

Just by looking at Xie Nanxing's legs shaking subconsciously, Shen Jinmo knew that Xie Nanxing was enjoying it very much at the moment.

Seeing that Xie Nanxing's eyes were narrowed into slits due to the cold, Xia Yu was afraid that Xie Nanxing didn't see Shen Jinmo coming, so he hurriedly pulled Xie Nanxing's sleeve.

Xie Nanxing winked at Xia Yu, then took the spoon and ate a little more.

Xia Yu looked in the direction of Xie Nanxing's hand and discovered that this man had been pretending to eat for so long that he was only able to eat two small spoonfuls.

He is in this state now, and is acting with Shen Jinmo.

The sun at noon is extremely scorching, and these iced foods are too cold. The collision between the cold and the hot can easily cause illness.

Shen Jinmo didn't show any expression on his face, but he was naturally worried in his heart.

But it was impossible for Shen Jinmo to scold Xie Nanxing.

His Xie Nanxing is still young, so it is normal for him to indulge in some food.

He couldn't let Xie Nanxing eat whatever she wanted because it was him, Shen Jinmo, who failed to take good care of Xie Nanxing.

Taking out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiping the thin layer of moisture on his forehead, Shen Jinmo moved closer to Xie Nanxing's side, his whole body was steaming hot.

Xie Nanxing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He put the bowl that was emitting cold air into Shen Jinmo's hand, took the handkerchief and wiped away all the moisture that Shen Jinmo could see.

He pointed half a finger towards Shen Jinmo and said, "I only took two small bites. It was very cool. You try it."

Xie Nanxing is not the kind of person who would want to work hard even though he knows he is in poor health.

These things are good just for a slight taste.

He would never let Shen Jinmo suffer because of heartache just for the sake of satisfying his appetite.

"If you think it tastes good, I'll go home and make it for you."

His sharp eyes were tinged with soft light. Shen Jinmo wrapped most of the bowl with one hand and ate the ice milk skin slowly.

He fed the last two spoonfuls of slightly cool milk into Xie Nanxing's mouth: "These things are tedious, you can take a good rest when you have time."

"If you love me, take two small bites of the ice milk skin you got from Ming Wang this summer, and leave the rest to me."

"Okay, come pick me up in the future. If I leave you all kinds of chilled food in the summer, I'll prepare warm soup in the winter."

Xia Yu chuckled softly, speechless about these two people who could act so sweetly in front of him as if no one was around.

It turned out that these two people thought his place was a dessert shop.

No, his shop is not even as good as that dessert shop.

People in the dessert shop all collect money, but he just loses money.

Putting the bowl and spoon in the servant's hand, Shen Jinmo held Xie Nanxing in one hand and held a parasol for Xie Nanxing with the other hand, and they walked towards the corner gate of Prince Ming's Mansion together.

Xia Yu brought two servants chosen by Xun Zhan for him and quickened his pace to stand side by side with Shen Jinmo.

Shen Jinmo noticed the change, held Xie Nanxing's hand, slowed down his pace, and lagged behind Xia Yu by one step.

Even though he is now a first-rank official, he still has to take a step back in front of the dragon son of Xia Yu.

"The criminals from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue will be executed at 3:30 p.m. today. I want to go and see."

Shen Jinmo was obviously stunned.

Corpses rolled on the ground, blood gushed out, and corpses twisted and squirmed.

The people I knew in the past were chopped down by such a machete, and they were no different from the wild beasts shot by hunters.

Shen Jinmo couldn't let Xie Nanxing see such a scene.

He was afraid that Xie Nanxing would have nightmares and be unable to sleep day or night.

Shen Jinmo didn't want Xia Yu to see it with his own eyes.

A young man who has the opportunity to rise to a position above thousands of people, and who has seen too many people being beheaded with ease, if he has the idea of ​​killing people as if they were killing poultry, it will be a disaster for the people.

What's more, today's beheading was actually not suitable for either Shen Jinmo or Xia Yu to watch.

"Let Xun Zhan take you to see it."

"Xun Zhan listens to me."

Xun Zhan, a fourth-rank minister, is far from having as much freedom as Shen Jinmo.

In addition, he was promoted and transferred to a department that was being reshaped like the Ministry of War. Even though he was so talented, he would go out before sunrise in the past few months and would return to the Prime Minister's Residence at dusk.

By the time he sneaked out of the Prime Minister's Residence and arrived at Prince Ming's Palace, the moon was already above the willow branches.

Xia Yu himself hadn't seen Xun Zhan in the daytime for a long time.

However, being able to fall asleep in his arms at night naturally made Xia Yu feel more comfortable than just staring at him during the day.

Xie Nanxing squeezed Shen Jinmo's hand and pulled Shen Jinmo onto Xia Yu's carriage.

What Xia Yu wanted to see was the traitor who caused Xia Qi's accidental death, Zhong Yuanyuan's surrender to her enemy, Xia Che's pretending to be crazy, Xia Xin's walking alone, and the chaos of the country.

What Xie Nanxing wanted to see was the scene that made the nine-year-old Shen Jinmo leave the Divine Capital, witness with his own eyes that more than half of the Qiling Army escorting him were killed or injured, and that he lived alone in the deep mountains and forests for several years, feeding on wild beasts, and encountered the executioner who assassinated him several years ago in Yunhuai Village.

They all wanted to go and see it, and in order to do so, Xie Nanxing had already made arrangements in advance for the things that Shen Jinmo was worried about.

"Don't worry. I asked Yang Huai to arrange a private room for you. You won't be able to see the bloody beheading. At most, you can see some of the conversations of the onlookers."

"I have also had people hide the whereabouts of this carriage. We will never let anyone know that we have been there."

Shen Jinmo jumped to the topic: "Have you had lunch?"

"You said the emperor invited you to dine with him today, so I ate with the king."

Xie Nanxing then asked: "Have you had your meal?"

"My husband has given me instructions, how dare I disobey him?"

Due to the sudden appearance of the Minister of Revenue, Xia Hong did not bring Shen Jinmo with him for lunch. However, after Shen Jinmo arrived at the office, the first thing he did was to have lunch.

Xie Nanxing liked him to eat on time and have enough for every meal.

Sometimes Xie Nanxing would go to check on him, but if he heard that he had not eaten well, he would make a scene when he got home.

The way he made trouble was different from others, as he had to do it all by himself from beginning to end.

In short, it makes Shen Jinmo unhappy, and makes me unhappy too. In the next few days, I will have back pain and will not be able to accompany Shen Jinmo to make trouble.

The method of damaging oneself by eight thousand is naturally extremely useful to Shen Jinmo.

Passing by a spice shop, Shen Jinmo was not in a position to show up in person, so he asked the coachman to stop the carriage and picked out some ingredients.

Shen Jinmo unwrapped the spices wrapped in oil paper and picked out the good-looking ones.

He took out the mosquito repellent sachet, poured out the medicinal materials inside, wrapped it in an empty piece of oil paper and put it in his arms, then put the selected spices into the sachet.

Wrapping the sachet around Xie Nanxing's wrist, Shen Jinmo gently reminded her, "Don't look around. When you enter the private room, press the sachet between your nose wings."

Whatever Xie Nanxing had eaten for lunch, he had to vomit it all out because of the strong smell of blood.